So they’re calling it the Blizzard of 2010. While I’m sure that’s true for the places that don’t have fleets of DOT trucks just waiting for the first snowflake to fall, here in central NH we’ve only got 7-8 inches, which is a fairly decent amount and would have merited a snow day were we not on vacation, but nothing to make a news graphic for. It’s still falling, though, which makes the snowmobiler in the house a very happy man.

Meanwhile, I’m a very happy girl. Santa was extraordinarily generous this year, leaving both a new iPod Touch and an iPad under the tree for me. (I put matching pink camo wallpapers on both. So cute!) There was much squealing and hugging and more squealing Christmas morning. The Short Kid was as excited as I was. “WE got an iPad! WE got an iPad!”

My very, very, very favoritest present? The gift tag on the iPad:

I managed to find an unpainted, HO-scale, brass Boston & Maine RS-3 diesel engine for my model railroading husband. He also got another set of his Minus33 wool thermals because they are, quite simply, the absolute best long underwear made.

The Tall Kid’s gift budget was largely eaten up by the reproduction 1750 tent he’ll need for doing French & Indian War reenactments with my mom in the future. But he has a thing for cool hats and Santa happened to stumble across what he’s now referring to as his “Apocalpyse Hat” because it’s badass in the way of Indiana Jones and Van Helsing and company and he’s ready for anything. Zombies? Witches? Vampires? Doesn’t matter. He’s got the hat.

Besides a Lego castle that’s very cool, the Short Kid got a lot of Nerf gear. Rambo in beige khakis and a sweater…

Mini got a little stuffing-free squirrel with a squeaky tail. And Gizmo got two little balls with feather things. And Jinx? My very dignified and arrogant Jinx really seemed to like her little catnip bird.

And now that the gifts are unwrapped and the goodies consumed, it’s time to focus on that word written in red and circled a dozen times on my calendar—DEADLINE!